Wikipedia says: A flash mob (or flashmob)[1] is a group of people who assemble suddenly in a public place, perform an unusual and sometimes seemingly pointless act for a brief time, then disperse, often for the purposes of entertainment and/or satire.[2][3] Flash mobs are organized via telecommunications, social media, or viral emails.[4][5][6][7][8][9] The term, coined in 2003, is generally not applied to events and performances organized for the purposes of politics (such as protests), commercial advertisement, publicity stunts that involve public relation firms, or paid professionals.
the theme was water, water in plastic bottles. With the logo's of the poisoning corporations on our plastic bottles, we stood 6 to8 feet apart. At a signal we lifted our bottles to our mouths for am minute or two, then all read loud a poem which begins, "Something's wrong with the cornfields. In Utah's wide valleys between red rock walls, wind works to stir a brush-cut of tassels. Nothing moves" Ending with this verse; "I dream a stash of ancient cobs, chews clean by teeth and grid of sand eight hundred years ago Escalante's shallow stone basin calls me home."
Maybe is Buddhist practice it would be acting in the moment to speak to the issues that block us from being free, just and peaceful...
Then all but a few dropped dead on the surface of the mall...three others read Rachel Canon, "We stand now where two roads diverge. But unlike the roads of Robert Frost's familiar poem, they are not equally fair. The road we have long been traveling is deceptively easy, a smooth super highway on which we progress with great speed, but at its end lies disaster. The other fork in the road/ the one less traveled / offers our last, our only change to reach a destination that assures the preservation of the earth" and they died and fell to the floor of the mall.
I assigned to take some pictures, the folks coming through the mall, a very busy one could not figure out what was going on, so they laughed. We always laugh don't we, maybe under our breath, when we are faced with reality or something we do not understand but should....My first Flash Mob not my last, watch Walker, you are finished in Wisconsin....
Thanks to Naropa, the students who lead this and all who laughed under their breath, now to you explain walking over still bodies in the mall? Save our water! An aside, there was a guy setting up his sidewalk show, he was baffled, wise cracks and then silence.....
July 31 2011 wanted to add these emails from Julie sending out the word and a good list of what this activity is. These were sent the last week of the program.
It's on Pearl St. on the courthouse lawn and on the pedestrian mall directly in front of the lawn.
On Thu, Jul 7, 2011 at 9:18 AM, Julie Kazimer <jkazimer@naropa.edu> wrote:
Fellow SWP students,
Some of you may have heard that we are organizing a !!!flash mob!!!
That's right, we're doing it, and we want everyone involved and bring your friends from outside Naropa, too.
Don't know what a flash mob is? Check these you tube videos. "Recycling: Flash Mob style" and "Antwerp station: do re mi."
When: Saturday, July 9th
Our Theme: What's in your water??
Our Plan: bring your body, friends and your own personal water bottle. Print and attach to your nalgene or sigg or canteen, etc. a new label, e.g. the RoundUp pesticide label, skull & bones poison label, the nuclear symbol, etc.
The Theatrics & Poetry:
1) at exactly 11:05 a.m. all participants in the vicinity will freeze in place while taking a drink of their poisoned (not really, there's no spaceship as far as I know) water.
2) 11:06 a.m. 3-5 people spread out will read poetry by Emily Dickinson
3) when the Dickinson poem is done everyone falls to the ground dead (except for the next readers)
4) 3-5 people will read Rachel Carson poetry, then fall to the ground
5) everyone is dead on the ground for one more minute
6) disperse, congratulations, you're an activist! and it only took 4 minutes!
Peace, Be Well!
Thanks again all! Many more Flash Mob's Justice and Peace Placed on this blog July 31, 2011
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